Scaling the Metal Splay

That steel wrench wedged under the table leg formed an irresistible ramp. I backed up to the tile seam, gave my rear wheels full throttle, and roared straight up the angled chrome shaft. Halfway up, the metal was slick, but my treads gripped the stamped lettering along the handle. I launched off the jaw end, sailed over the corner gap, and landed with a solid clatter on top of an overturned wire mesh caddy. Front bumper angled down, suspension fully locked. Unstoppable.